Tell me about a random unsolved mystery in your life....

Years ago a friend and I went to France to visit another friend who lived there at the time. He knew of a tiny deserted beach, perfect for a picnic. We got to the beach which really was off the beaten track, nowhere near any roads, involving a fairly long walk down a little path, and we were indeed the only people there. Perfect.

We'd brought four cans of beer which we put in a little rock pool to keep cool while we unpacked the picnic a few yards away. Picnic rug down, baguettes unpacked, went to get the beers ... and they had vanished.

The rock pool was tiny (not much bigger than the four cans of beer) and entirely enclosed so they just couldn't have floated away anywhere. There was literally no one else on the beach and we'd only been a few yards away anyway. Have no idea to this day what became of our beer...

I'm an early years teacher, and one morning, filled the water tray with my TA. It's pretty deep, had about 7 inches of water in.
At about 10 a child came to ask me if they could play in the water. I said 'of course go and put an apron on'. The child said 'There's no water in there.'

The water was gone! It wasn't on the floor, no leak in the tray, the tray was bone dry. Very weird. I'm not woo so decided it must have evaporated, or someone had emptied it as a trick. My TA thought it was a ghost, as other strange things were happening too but they could all be explained.

Eminybob I had the exact same thoughts when I was wee. I can remember to this day flying down the stairs. So vividly. And it felt real at the time. But luckily I didn't get up the courage to test it in rl by throwing myself down the stairs!

I had lost a really nice necklace with sentimental value. I was sure it was in the house but couldn't find it. We ended up moving house and I opened the guest room bedside cabinet (which I had definitely emptied to move) and it was there. No one other than removal men had touched the cabinet and they hadn't been around when I lost the necklace months earlier.

My mystery isn't as great as some on here but it is bugging me!!
For the last two mornings at 7 am a beeping sound starts and it lasts until about 8:30 am. It's loud. It's driving me insane, I cannot work out what it is. It's definately coming from upstairs, we have no alarm clocks and I've stood under the fire alarm to see if it's that but it's not. It's driving me bonkers, I don't want to get up at 7am during half term!I've lived in this house years and have never heard it.

confused, your parents mystery will be that their 12 year old was a great artist, and even won an award, and then all her talent vanished... :)

What is it with poo in beds??

eminy, could it have been a dream? I remember when I was about the same age sometimes when I went to the park I used to be able to fly off the swings if I did it just right. But sometimes I'd try and try, and no flying. Me and friends once sat around discussing stuff like this, and discovered we all had similar ones, and we decided that they were dreams and talked about strategies to identify dreams from reality. Weird philosophical conversation for a bunch of 5-year-olds.

I also used to think that there was an invisible lady who would follow me around in the park. It would happen when I walking really relaxed and swinging my arms, and she would touch my fingers on the backswing. I used to do this, then turn around really fast to try to catch her. One day I realised it was my own hands hitting each other :) I'm now amazed how unafraid I was at the idea of an invisible lady who touched my fingers...

My grandmother lived with her parents and siblings in a flat above a shop they owned in London. One day their parents got up and dressed and left. Never returned. No one knows what became of them, although they had taken money and clothes so had obviously intended to leave. They had a lot of equity in the business, plus additional longer term investments (which their parents either couldn't or chose not to cash in) so unlikely to be a debt related. The children were all farmed out to family members some, like my grandmother who was the youngest, never to see their older siblings again. It was Never Spoken Of when my grandmother and, later, my mother were growing up. After my grandmother died, my mother tried to track down where some of the other siblings went but without any success. We'd all love to know why they left, but don't imagine we ever will.

When I first met my husband he used his credit card in the pub to buy some wine...for some reason I watched as he tapped his PIN number into the machine - I would never normally do this - and was stunned to see it was the same as mine!!! I was in 2 minds about telling him this (as it was rude of me to look in the first place) but I had to and to prove it I ordered some more drinks using my card and pin! It was also the exact same credit card and we had both chosen that number (so it wasn't a fault that the company had issued out the same numbers). We still talk about it to this day and say it was a sign we was meant to be together!! Haha. Together in debt!

DH and I went to the same university. We didn't know each other that well though. We eventually got together in our late twenties via mutual friends.

When I left uni, I didn't bother to join the old students' association (I think it cost a few quid and I was skint at the time) so I never heard from the Uni again.

Nearly a decade after graduating I married Dh who had joined the association and suddenly we started getting post from them addressed to Mr and Mrs Mardy. I checked with parents and MIL and neither of them had been in contact with the Uni.

I have a tooth one as well.

DS2 lost a tooth a month or so ago.

Found it in the cat's water bowl a few data ago.

Eminybob - I used to do that too! I think my Mum may have been right when she said she thought it was a bit of a hallucination brought on by a slight heart irregularity.

The Victorian - I thought it could be a Nuclear shelter? Possibly some kind of emergency back up place - some still in use by major utilities, others have been sold to private companies; lots of them are still "official secrets".

TheVictorian

A modicum of googling reveals the fact that there was an Anti-Aircraft Operations Room in Long Eaton which I think became Royal Observer Corps post 6/T2

Could you have found it?

what happened to my wee silver ring in primary school? :(

Mine is similar to the car keys and notebook.
When I was 12 I had a brace for my teeth. I cleaned it every time I brushed my teeth. We - my whole family - were staying at our caravan for our holiday in August, the last morning I took the brace out,brushed my teeth and couldn't find my brace. It was a tiny washroom, no loo only a sink and jug. Searched for ages then asked my family as I thought my older brother had pinched it. No one had, mum went ballistic with me, accused me of throwing it away! Had to get a new brace made. As it was our caravan, we'd go there every weekend until the site closed in the October. Every October, we'd clean the place, take home all the soft furnishings and we'd leave little saucers of salt around the place as this would draw any moisture. I don't know if it worked, but my dad insisted we do it. My dad would also drop by every month to change the saucers until the new season started in April.
Fast forward to the next March, my dad comes up to me when I came in from school, told me he'd been to he caravan and had a present for me, he opens his hand and there's my old brace! I asked him where it was and he said 'Next to the saucer in on the bedroom floor'.

When I was very young, 5 or 6 maybe, I was convinced I was able to fly down the stairs. Just the ones at home, and I still now remember the sensation of being able to do it. However whenever I tried to show anyone else, I just kind of bumped down on my bum.

However, my mum told me she used to be able to fly down the stairs when she was little too, and described it exactly the same as I did.

I'm sure we both just had very active imaginations as children, but I do still wonder about it.

I also have a mystery poo in the bed story

About 12 years ago I was travelling in India, and staying in a hotel in a city with an ex DP. We awoke to find a poo at the bottom of the bed, but neither of us had done it, both had clean bottoms etc. Now, we had gotten very drunk the night before, and found that we'd left the door unlocked, but if someone else had come in, why would they just poo in our bed? We had money/passports etc in the room which were untouched. Odd.

How I can be surrounded by a dozen people and yet be the only once bitten by a mozzie? Every god damn time. Just me

My sleuthing skills are limited, but my nosiness is not. I'd have gone full undercover stake out on the baked goods in the middle of the road by now.

The serval children with the same birthday is obvious, they clearly only dtd once a year Christmas.

confused

It's a lovely picture as well, everyone knows my limit is stickmen!

confused thats brilliant

When I was in primary 7 I was called up to the stage during assembly to receive an award for a painting I had done. Except I had not painted the picture on display and no one in the assembly stood up and said 'that's mine!' I was too embarrassed to protest so I accepted the £2 book token. My parents were so proud they have the picture hanging on their living room wall to this day and when anyone remarks on it they say with pride that I painted it when I was 12. I haven't had the guts to tell them I didn't paint it and I have never found out who did.

Place marking!

peaceful - could some animal have eaten the plant? Or run off with it? Hedgehogs used to dig up our coriander, even when I tried to hide it under parsley and basil. Maybe a fox with a nose for lavender?

bluejean - it would be a very cramped toilet, although there might have been room for a commode. The entrance coiled in nearly 180 degrees, leaving very little space actually left for an inside. And so sad about your photo :(

Sleeping over at my mums house and when we woke up all the drawers were open and 3 pans were placed in a semi circle largest to smallest on the kitchen floor. Just me and my mum in the house. We both didn't do it.

To the poster who lost their rings. Check inside the lining of your couch. Know someone that lost rings years before and when getting rid of their couch decided to rip it apart on the off chance and rings were in the couch, no visible holes in the lining which would have allowed them to get there